To the members of the dream team gathering dust:
You were once a great machine but now you sit unused & rust
I can hear your hearts beating hastily in soot
& listen as the blood drips from your head down to your foot

Their blood will go up in flames
You will watch them burn
& pretend that you knew their names
As you feign concern
The sun in the weary sky
Will ignite their skin
& then you will watch them die
& rise again

To the owners of the public house who ominously lurk
& the coopers who all frequent it & scurry back to work
You cannot separate yourselves whoever you may be
It’s just a socio-political discrepancy

Their eyes will lock with yours
Your souls will touch
& that which the mind ignores
The heart shall clutch
As you sit at their funeral
You will feel their breath
It shall echo within your skull
A Genovesian death


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